Nigeness

The last day of April, and my first outing of the year to my favourite butterfly haunt in the Surrey Hills. I set out in sunshine but arrive...

The death of Les Murray, at the age of 80, robs Australia of her greatest, most distinctively Australian poet, and a giant literary figure. ...

Today the indestructible Wille Nelson celebrates his 86th birthday. Still performing, still touring, still growing that weirdly luxuriant ha...

A few days ago came the sad news that an old friend of mine – one who has made occasional appearances on this blog as the Sage of Tiverton –...

What better way to expunge all memories of Whistling Jack Smith than to listen to Let Nature Sing , the birdsong single released today by th...

Last night's Front Row (Radio 4's Yarts magazine) included a sublimely uninteresting piece on Joe Orton's record collection. It...

Having read and written about Waugh's first two novels, I move on, inevitably, to his third, Who Are the Violets Now? Published in 1965...